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[theothergrey]

Gin is tense, wary as he walks down the corridor, eyes flickering constantly over his surroundings, noting everything new, different, anything that could possibly say trap. One hand is hidden in his pocket, curled loosely around his gun, and his steps are carefully measured to be quiet on the carpeted floor.

Please don't surprise him.

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[haibaras_ashes]

Oh, Haibara's not planning on doing anything that might tip their hand. She's very subtle -- invisible, noiseless, only a slight chill in the air and a distance between her and Gin. She's been waiting for this.

[deaduction]

This time it's the door behind him that opens.

[theothergrey]

Gin's reaction is lightning-fast, but controlled, gun pointing at the door in less than a second, eyes to the door, then back to the other, checking.

Someone is having fun at his expense, it seems.

"Alright. What do you want?" His tone is a low growl, sounding thoroughly unimpressed.

[deaduction]

The second door opens and stays open in obvious invitation. There's the sound of movement again, muffled and faint -- footsteps, maybe?

[theothergrey]

"...Tch."

Gin stays put. He has the element of surprise if he stays here. Back against the wall again, he holds the gun by his side, alert and ready to move whichever way is needed.

[deaduction]

The stirring sounds are more pronounced, there's no doubt any more that there is a person in the room. They seem to be gathering things together, then there is the sound of footsteps approaching the door.